Chapter 894: Lin Lang

Chapter 894 Lin Lang
Tonight, Xia Ming updated his Weibo.
"Brothers and sisters, a tennis match has been temporarily added. Tomorrow will be my last match. The last match will not be specific. The sword points to the gold medal!"
Along with this sentence, people all over the world moved, countless people looked at this Weibo.
"I've got a big grass ... The husband of the country is going to play tennis again?"
"I'm going ... This Xia Ming has already played ten games, right? This is another tennis match, is this eleven?"
"Yeah, the first game was not a gold medal because of a fight. The remaining nine games, each of which is a gold medal ... It seems that Xia Ming doesn't stop at ten."
"It's terrific for my brother. So far, Huaxia has almost fifty gold medals? It seems that he has taken almost one-fifth by himself."
"Sinner ... I wish I could marry such a talented person."
"Top wave, tomorrow morning, you must watch tennis ..."
"Haha, even the top masters such as Kirby and Qiaodan are not opponent men. They must support it!"
Arguing that the winds were undulating with each other, Xia Ming's heat had not fallen in this half a month, and it was even more fierce than Wang Juxing that day.
This is also envious of countless people, but everyone knows that Xia Ming is really talented and admires secretly.
Taking so many gold medals by one person makes them all jealous.
At this time, Lin Wanqing was with Xia Ming, and Lin Wanqing was held in his arms by Xia Ming. Then Wen let Xia Ming be in a hurry, and there was a burst of fire in Dantian.
"Xia Ming, are you going to play tennis tomorrow?" Lin Wanqing asked for a moment.
"Yeah, wife, I have ten gold medals left, and I have to make a ten-game winning streak." Xia Ming said.
"..."
Lin Wanqing was helpless for a while, at this time Lin Wanqing said: "Are you confident?"
"There must be." Xia Ming said happily: "Well ... wife, if you give me a reward, it will be even more."
"What reward do you want?" Lin Wanqing stared at him squintingly. Xia Ming immediately became excited when he heard it, and said quickly: "Well, we two ..."
"Where?" Lin Wanqing looked at Xia Ming with a smile, at this moment a chill poured out in Xia Ming's heart, and this chill made Xia Ming tremble.
"That's nothing, nothing, nothing."
Xia Ming secretly wiped a cold sweat, and secretly thought: "When is my wife so alive? ..."
"Well, if you think about the mess again, I'll click you." Lin Wanqing said fiercely.
"I'm going ... wife, you're too cruel." Xia Ming's head shrank and looked at Lin Wanqing Road in shock.
"Don't you know that it's difficult for a little girl to raise a child." Lin Wanqing said with a smile.
"Gotta ..."
Xia Ming didn't dare to think about it anymore, but tonight Xia Ming was insomnia again. By the next day, Xia Ming stared at the eyes of the two pandas. After Lin Wanqing saw it, he smiled and almost smile Out of breath.
"You are still laughing ..." Xia Ming said helplessly.
"Xia Ming, you panda eyes are so cute ..."
"Well, my wife, I'm going to play first, this game will start soon." Xia Ming said helplessly.
"Well, you go today, I want to go home." Lin Wanqing thought about it.
"Go home?" Xia Ming frowned slightly.
"Well, go home!" Lin Wanqing said.
"Will you go back to Jianghai City or go to your mother-in-law?" Xia Ming asked casually.
"To you, who is your mother-in-law?" Lin Wanqing gave Xia Ming a white look, and Xia Ming smiled lowly: "Of course it is your mother."
"Your mother is also my mother, and we will be our mother in the future, anyway, you will marry me sooner or later." Xia Ming smiled.
"Who said that I'm going to marry you." Lin Wanqing hummed. "You still have a long way to go to marry this girl."
"what……"
This made Xia Ming lament for a while: "Wife, am I still not good enough? Besides, if we are together, we will have a marriage certificate."
"Be beautiful."
Lin Wanqing thought for a while: "Yu Han told me at the time, she said it was too easy for a man to get, and he didn't understand it. Yu Han told me to let me marry you later."
"Sink ..."
When Xia Ming heard this sentence, three more black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead, and he was furious in his heart: "Chen Yuhan, your second concubine ... What is not good to teach, but to teach these things, is this still my aunt?"
Xia Ming was almost not furious.
This little girl is so jerk, so unreliable!
"Okay, okay, hurry up and race." Lin Wanqing waved his hand. After Xia Ming was pushed out of the door, he looked at the door and sighed helplessly. The sports tube ran.
When Xia Ming arrived, Li Chunfeng and Liu Tong rushed quickly and said, "How are you preparing?"
"Where do I know ..."
Xia Ming said helplessly: "Just one night, you still want me to defeat Lin Lang who is not even an opponent ..."
"It's really difficult for some strong men, but well ... the stranger has a more strange way, I believe you. You can." Liu Tong smiled.
"Coach Liu, you believe me too, right? I'm not a fairy."
"Haha, the more able, the more able."
"Okay, hurry up and prepare for the game soon." Li Chunfeng said, "Yes, did I watch your video last night?"
"Looked ..."
Xia Ming casually said that in fact he didn't see anything yesterday. He was with Lin Wanqing this day, but if he didn't see it, he would inevitably be complained by Liu Tong and Li Chunfeng.
That's why he said that.
"That's good." Li Chunfeng breathed a sigh of relief: "You saw that person didn't, that person was Lin Lang. Yesterday he defeated Ryoma. Today, it will be the last match against you."
"Ok!"
Xia Ming followed Li Chunfeng's gaze and looked far into the distance. There, there was a figure. This magnificent figure was wearing sports shoes, jerseys, and eyebrows, with a bit of sharpness.
This man is Lin Lang.
I have to say that Lin Lang is still handsome, loved by many girls, and handsome in tennis, so he is regarded as an idol by many people.
At this time, Xia Ming slowly walked to the side of the tennis. Because the game is about to start, they need to be prepared.
When Xia Ming was standing in this stadium, suddenly, Lin Lang pointed Xia Ming with his right finger, and a low voice rang slowly in the playing field ...
"You ... are far behind."
"You ... are far behind."
This sentence wandered over the playing field and made countless people angry.